I was trying to get to my car.  Of course, walking anywhere around here means walking on what amount to glaciers.  Really, to walk here in Chicago you need those metal spikes mountain climbers wear over their boots.  Trying to get from the sidewalk to the street and, therefore, the driver’s side of your car requires actually repelling down a moutain of snow that has frozen into ice.

Well, I had hoped to use the hood of my car as a balancing device and attempted to climb down the mountain of ice and snow and work my way slowly around the front of the Jeep I drive.  Normally I walk like a man of roughly 98 and thought I would do the same here.  I took one step down with my right foot and it slipped right out from under me.

There was no stopping it.  Before I knew it, I was on my back, the hat on my head flew about four feet from me and I was cold.  All of the wind got knocked out of me.  All along my right side there are aches and pains.  A few years ago I either badly bruised or perhaps cracked a couple of ribs on that side, so I am waiting to see how this day plays out.

*sigh*

Thank you for indulging me on this.  I realize this has nothing to do with jazz and blues, but at the same time, this is a place where I write daily and there wasn’t much else on my mind.

To make up for it, HERE is a link to a video of recent Grammy Award Winning jazz pianist, Herbie Hancock.  In fact, here he is playing some tunes from his award winning album “The Jonie Letters.”

Enjoy!  And if you live in an ice-covered part of the Midwest, be careful out there.

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Of course, the East Coast news people go exactly the opposite way.  It only becomes news to them when it actually hits New York.  Chicago COULD have been wiped out by a freak snow fall and they wouldn’t notice or acknowledge it until the giant snow balls were rolling down 5th Avenue.

It turned out that it did indeed snow.  Then it rained.  Then it was freezing rain.  When I went to bed last night, it looked like everything outside was encased in plastic.  Then, when I woke up, a freak warm front had gone through and much of the ice had melted and it rained all day.  Then the weather people came on during the Bears game to scream that the melted ice w0uld re-freeze tonight.

People, we live in Chicago.  We should all be used to this by now.  Unless you just moved here from a life living on the equator, none of this should be a surprise to you.  You should also all learn how to drive in this stuff or else get off the road so I can get past you in my Jeep.

Sorry, I realize this has nothing to do with jazz.  As such, I suggest you go back to the top, and start reading it again with the Smooth Jazz song “New Snow” by Flim and the BBs playing.  Yeah, sure, it may be hard to find that song and the song itself may be the audio equivalent of a marshmallow dipped in honey…

But when the tenuous connections get tough, the tough dig up the elevator music.

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